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Waves pounding against jutting boulders stirred me from sleep as they spit foam at my worn and weary body. Reluctantly I lift my head and greet the day. Acutely aware of time’s passing, I stretch my aged body that wracks with pain.
Some of my pain was self induced years ago when I chose greed and corruption as my companions. In my glorious youth I allowed God to lead me. Respect warmed me like a woolen cape as I helped God’s children live better lives. Their families came knocking at my door because they wanted what I could give. Freedom motivated their long and arduous journeys to my shores. Today my shores stink with filth that rides on the waves of misused powers.
Above, the gray expansive canvas mimics my mood and ahead, boulders worn smooth by faithful waters stare at me. The angry waves seem to be shouting at me, “What have you done?” My shame gives way to tears that taste like the sea. The promised sunrise peeps through a slice of sky as I cry out. “God, please forgive me,” I beg. I wonder if my voice disgusts Him. My sobs are overpowered by the crashing waves as my raspy voice pleads with my Creator for another chance.
It sickens me to remember how easily I gave in to the world’s ways, leaving God’s teachings to gather dust among the ruins of this land. In denying His authority, many were led astray. Listen. Can you hear it? Cackling laughter echoes against Hell’s hallways. Deception fed my ego like a baby nursing on his mother’s breast. A Christian once told me that ego means "edging God out." I laughed in his face. Once I was stitched together with threads of grace from heaven’s hands. Then I stood tall. Principals and morals woven into my fabric gave me the strength to stand strong. Today I have become weak as my edges fray from sin and cold harsh winds strive to drive holes through my heart.
Bent and broken I stumble in the darkness that is settling on the shores of time. Filled with remorse I scream out one last time. “God, help me--I need what only You can give.”
Revelation 2:5 Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first. If you do not repent, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place. (NIV)
2 Chronicles 7:14 If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land. (NIV)
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